Om Prakash John Gilmore
Bio
John (Om Prakash) Gilmore, is a Retired Unitarian Universalist Minister, a Licensed Massage Therapist and Reiki Master Teacher, and a student and teacher of Tai-Chi, Qigong, and Nada Yoga. Om Prakash loves reading sci-fi and fantasy.
Stories (105/0)
Oh Hell!
Carrie sat there watching, but silent. It wasn’t the pale Carrie, but the one I had been used to seeing. The others were also quite somber. “I didn’t expect that,” she finally said “You were only gone a few minutes. I’ll get you something to drink.” She stood up and headed to a small table in the corner of the room. There were a few snacks and drinks spread out there for us, I guess, or the employees. I still wasn’t sure where I was. It was hard to remember. And then I remembered the hospital.
By Om Prakash John Gilmoreabout a month ago in Futurism
I'll Do It From Hell 2
I sat in the park watching the children play. I couldn't tell the difference between the children from other planets and the children of what seemed to be Earth, even though I knew it was no Earth I had ever been on . Firstly, everything wasn’t bombed out like the Earth I was from. We were at constant war. There were no parks, no cities, mostly underground tunnels and holes we live in with very few buildings left. Living above ground involved a measure of recklessness.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore3 months ago in Futurism
Helping The Human Race 2
I sat in the park watching the children play. I couldn't tell the difference between the children from other planets and the children of what seemed to be Earth, even though I knew it was no Earth I had ever been on . Firstly, everything wasn’t bombed out like the Earth I was from. We were at constant war. There were no parks, no cities, mostly underground tunnels and holes we lived in with very few buildings left. Living above ground involved a measure of recklessness.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore4 months ago in Fiction
Helping The Human Race?
“I think we all got a bad wrap. We didn’t all fall from grace just because a few did. In fact, we were the ones who tried to make up for the fall. We were the ones who tried to help people. When you hear about The Watchers though, what do you hear about? These demonic creatures who got so horny they slept with Earth women. Well, we all weren’t like that. We didn’t do that and we are still watchers. We are just more subtle now. We have decided to observe by entering into the flesh ourselves and becoming human beings.”
By Om Prakash John Gilmore5 months ago in Futurism
Not SoQuiet
I knew there was a problem when I entered the city. We took a very large boat from the space port right out onto the water, past the Statue of Liberty toward what used to be Manhattan. There was nothing there but ocean. The whole city was gone, underwater. There were a few lighted posts poking up from where the city used to be. We made our way to a spot between two of the larger posts, and then slowly began to submerge until we found ourselves on top of a large transparent steel dome. We slowly slid across the dome until we got to the latch and connected the hull to the dome.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore10 months ago in Futurism
I've Been Quite
The dome had expanded, since we were gone. The Artificial Life Forms (ALFs) had been hard at work to create a suitable environment not only for humans, but other animals. We suddenly saw many of the extinct animals we had only heard of roaming through a very large jungle they had created on the western side of the dome where they had extended it for several acres. It would have been impossible to do, but since the ALFs were connected to The Net and every other ALF in the universe help had arrived quickly and those who were more adept at doing such things had gone to work terraforming more and more of mars.
By Om Prakash John Gilmore11 months ago in Futurism
Quite
Quiet. Quiet is what I’ve had for more time than I can remember. My mind has drifted all over the universe for an eternity and then, I am back to being me. Brenda is sitting beside me now. For a long time her consciousness and mine were merged into one body. We were intertwined as one being. Now we are separate.
By Om Prakash John Gilmoreabout a year ago in Futurism
Finally -- I Married The Snake
I didn’t consider myself a pilot and never wanted to be, but by the time we reached our destination I had plenty of experience on the simulator. I couldn’t believe that we had spent almost three days in null space to get to this planet. No wonder the people of Earth never heard of it. In ships going slower than the speed of light it would have taken centuries.
By Om Prakash John Gilmoreabout a year ago in Futurism
Finally Part 3--The Takeover
I looked at Darla across the room sitting in front of the fireplace in the single room cabin on Earth, just where we had started from six months before. She was reading another book as if nothing had happened, but we had been exiled. She and all those loyal to her, including me, had been sent off to distant planets. Why me? I shook my head.
By Om Prakash John Gilmoreabout a year ago in Futurism